Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Drunken Sobriety

The mess of two worlds collide when arriving to a college party completely sober. Ever done that? Although this has slowly become my routine as of late it has also slowly become a reality to the truths of college. The sex driven world of fraternities, the sex driven world of football parties, the sex driven world of university; they are all the same. Parties remind me of a loss of self control, a loss of control at all, chaos that can be beautiful with your beer goggles on or all too ugly without them. It doesn't matter which party you go to. University of Idaho can often resemble something close to Lord of the Flies. The children that have been tightly bound in younger years of adolescence have suddenly been released into the wild air of Moscow, realizing the lengths of freedom they are so willfully given. Perhaps some of us have always had that freedom, perhaps some of us have never dreamt of it, while others like me are already bored of it. These drunken walls of peope, the slur of words, the beautiful messes of sorostitutes and frabots.
The lingo of Greek life was like another language to me, but now I speak it fluently, knowing all too well the games played within these beautiful kingdom mansions. The lines that the fraternity boys use to lure you into "shacking" with them in their "butt huts". It is a sex driven world, it is college, and we are all apart of it. The clash of a sober world and a clash of a very drunken world are all too different, and the distinguishable difference between them become very clear. Try it out. "Isla!Isla!" A drunken girl looks my way and crumbles on her eet through the crowd; we dash to pick her back up. These parties remind me why I am from Boise, why I am stil young and still innocent and that although I have made great choices. We have all been at these parties. We have all either been the drunk ass or the one who sees from a completely new perspective, a sober one. Who wants to skip prefunking an event like this? It is easily accepted that to be apart of this world and enjoy yourself while in it, joining the crowd activity is inevitable. I do it, we all do it. Down your drink and wait for the craziness to begin. Because it will. Whether they are the best times of our lives, or the worst, there is no denying these wild young college kids their freedom. To what lengths are they willing to flaunt it?

1 comment:

  1. Ha I hate being at parties when you're the sober one and it takes forever to catch up. Usually it's just not worth the hassel. Good blog I dig it.

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